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“You’re so welcome, darling. Thank you.”
When she’d quieted, he tipped her face up and the way he looked so pleased made her heart glow like an oven set for baking bread.
“Was that what you were looking for?”
“Mmm,” she hummed, pleased. Yes, that was precisely what she’d wanted and he’d delivered beyond her wildest dreams. “Did you like it?”
“Very much,” he assured her, planting a kiss on her forehead and then one at the tip of her nose. “Are you ready for your kisses now?”
Right. She’d forgotten she’d been promised a reward, and been told Daddy would kiss it better. While a scene like that was its own reward, she couldn’t deny she was slick between her legs, and still salty about the orgasm he’d denied her earlier.
“I’m ready. Kisses, Daddy, now.”
She closed her eyes and puckered up, meaning to make him laugh and he did.
“Those weren’t precisely the kisses I had in mind, darling. Can I show you?”
Ooo, this was another fun game. She liked to play the ingenue.
“Okay, Daddy.”
She batted her lashes, and remembered she must look a fright. “Can I clean up my face first? I’m a mess.”
“I think I’ve never seen anything so gorgeous, but if you insist, I can do it. Look.”
He reached for a cloth on the bedside table and dipped it in the remains of his water and she scrunched up her face as he dabbed at her skin.
“Stop that, fussy girl, otherwise I won’t be able to tidy you appropriately.”
When Gideon was satisfied, he shifted her to sitting astride him and she gasped. Ow, ow, ow, her ass smarted.
“Does that hurt?”
She wanted to wipe that sly grin off his face. Except the truth was that yes, it did hurt like a bitch, but it was delicious in its own way and he knew it. Jerk.
So instead she pouted. “Yes, Daddy. And you said you’d kiss it and make it better.”
“I did. But first I think we need to take this dress off you.”
Between the two of them, they managed to undo the zipper and the buttons and get the dress over her head and onto the floor.
“And this,” he said, wrapping his arms around her to remove her bra.
It was dirty in the best way how she was sitting on him, probably getting her arousal all over his black priest shirt. Hopefully he did his own laundry because wow. She still had on her stockings and her garter belt though they weren’t attached. Gideon had disheveled her quite thoroughly.
“There, that’s better. Now come on, darling, on your knees.”
He gripped her hips firmly but tenderly and urged her to crawl forward, past his shoulders. Yes, yes, yes, yes. Best kisses ever.
“Grab ahold of the headboard. That’s it.”
She did as she was told and then followed his lead as he tugged her hips down and set to work between her thighs with his mouth.
Plum was probably going to hell for being eaten out by a priest and thinking she was seeing God when he sucked on her clit and nibbled at it. She didn’t give a fuck. Especially when he briefly pushed a finger into her pussy and then used her own honey as lube to breach her asshole.
Plum’s thighs were trembling and she didn’t want to collapse and suffocate the dear, lovely man who was giving her the best head she’d ever had, so she sped up the process by peeling a hand off the headboard and using her own fingers to pinch, roll, and tug a nipple while she rode Father Gideon’s face.
Her orgasm crashed over her and she swore she could hear angels singing. Was this a heathen’s hallelujah? Would Gideon be upset if she thought so?
He allowed her to rock out the rest of her climax against his mouth and when she couldn’t wring any more blissful pulses out of it, she tapped his hand to get him to remove his finger from her ass. When he did, she collapsed alongside him.
“Are you sure I can’t call you God?”
